This story features male-male sexual situations. This story is not to imply anything about the sexuality of Tim McGraw (CURB) or Kenny Chesney (BNA). It's just to turn you on!!
"Timmy & Kenny, Part I"
As Tim's hit "Indian Outlaw" faded away on the stage, the audience screamed "Encore, Encore!!" Tim, though, was exhausted after performing three encore songs on top of the scheduled set -- and anyhow, the show had to end to ensure that the tour continued on schedule. Tim shouted a quick "Thanks Y'All!", and, in tradition, threw his sweaty wife-beater into the audience. There he stood, shirtless in front of hundreds. Kenny gazed on from the side of the stage. "Another image for an extra good masturbation session," he thought.
Tim and Kenny hopped onto Tim's bus after the concert. They hung-out for a while before they were scheduled to leave the arena. When it came time to leave, Kenny waved and hopped onto his bus. When he arrived in his room, Kenny thought, "Good, now for some alone time." Kenny lay down on his bed and took off his clothes. When he was naked he stood up and admired his body in the mirror. He'd been working out a lot lately. He had a firm set of pecs, and a nice tight pack of abs. All of Kenny's chest was covered in a thick patch of hair -- which he thought was his best feature. He reached down and looked at his cock. Though soft at the moment, as he began to fantasize about Tim, it grew to a full eight inches. Kenny checked to make sure that the door was locked, and then lay down on his bed. He took out the liner notes from Tim's new CD, "Set This Circus Down", and looked through. Kenny smiled...there were lots of pictures which were flattering to Tim's muscular body. This made Kenny even harder, forcing him to deal with his member.
Kenny sat there and had a good, old-fashioned jerk-off session -- just up and down the shaft. He fantasized that Tim was there, thrusting his penis in-and-out of his ass. All of this led Kenny to blow a huge load of man-milk -- seven...eight...NINE SHOTS! "Oh Tim, Tim fuck me as hard as you can," Kenny said. After coming to, Kenny wondered whether or not his pre-orgasm ecstacy scream was too loud, but quickly forgot about the issue. Instead he thought about the slim chance that he and Tim would ever hook up.
Tim was his best friend, and he didn't want to ruin that. He did, though, want to make Tim his lover. Of course, this could only be a fantasy, as he knew that Tim was straight -- he was married to Faith. Kenny got under the covers and just sat there...not knowing what to do. He knew that he was gay for a long time, but he didn't know how to deal with it. He didn't want anyone but Tim.
Just one bus away, Tim worried about his friend Kenny. He didn't know what was wrong with him -- being such a handsome man, why didn't he have a girlfriend? While Tim had considered a few times that Kenny might be gay, he never actually believed it.
The next day, right before the show, one of Kenny's roadies went up to Tim during a quiet moment to talk to him about something.
"Excuse me, Mr. McGraw?," he said.
"Yes? Oh...and please, call me Tim."
"Alright...uh, Mr. McGr...I mean Tim, well, yesterday I was in Kenny's bus after the concert. It was late, around 1130. I was talking to his manager about white-water rafting...we both like to do it, and I was telling him about an area he should visit..."
"Ummm...OK?," replied Tim, with a puzzled look on his face.
"Sorry...yes...uh, well, I went to the bathroom, near the back of the bus where Kenny's room is."
"OK...," Tim said, not understanding where this was going.
"Well, sir, I heard Kenny. It sounded like he was...well...you know..."
"Oh...beating off?," Tim said with a laugh.
"Yeah, that...well, at his climax, he yelled out something about how he wanted you to...well...fuck him. It was loud in the bathroom `cuz it's next to his room. But not loud enough that anyone else could hear it. Does that mean anything to you?"
Tim, shocked by what this kid had said, motioned for his manager. "I want this guy off my tour," said Tim. With that, the roadie was gone. He didn't like hearing that kind of crap from worthless shit-heads on his tour. But, even with all of that, Tim wasn't surprised. He knew that Kenny had to be gay.
That night, after the show, Tim and Kenny hopped on Kenny's bus. They did the same as the night before...hung-out. They called Faith on the phone and said Hi to her, as well as Tim's daughters Maggie and Gracie. But, Tim didn't leave when they pulled out of the arena. He and Kenny were having such a good time that he decided to stay on and chat with him -- and then just sleep on the couch. Of course, Tim's plan was to listen to find out if Kenny was really having fantasies about him.
Around 1200, Kenny said that he was tired and wanted to go to bed. Tim said, "OK", and he lay out a pillow and blanket oun the couch. With that, they were both in their respective sleeping areas.
As Tim lay down, he heard Kenny moving around in his room -- nothing unusual. It wasn't until about twenty minutes later when Kenny opened his door just for a moment. Tim assumed it was to check if he were asleep or not, so he shut his eyes. With that, the door shut and Kenny clearly settled down for the night. About ten minutes later, Tim heard what he was waiting for. He heard extremely faintly, in Kenny's voice, "Tim...fuck...me...har-der..." That was enough for Tim. He lay down, wondering how to approach the issue. Tim knew that while he was attracted to females, he always had an affinity to males as well. He decided that he would allow himself to give Kenny the time of his life...if that's what lay in store for him.
The concert on the day after was great...the fans adored Tim's energy on stage. As always, though, Kenny was a big hit with everyone. It was 700 when the concert ended, so Tim decided to have Kenny over in his bus. He told his manager that he had a serious headache and that he didn't want anyone on the bus with him (except for Kenny, of course). His manager complied...the bus was his.
Once on the bus, Tim and Kenny were talking about doing a collaboration on Kenny's next album. At a lull in the conversation, Tim changed the subject.
"Kenny, there's something I need to talk to you about," said Tim
"Sure, what is it Tim?," he replied.
"Well, last night, I heard you...well...jerking off. More importantly, I heard what you said -- about me and you."
"Oh my God. Tim, I was just kidding."
"No Kenny, I know you weren't. Two nights ago a roadie was on your bus and heard you say something to that effect while he was in the bathroom. He told me the next day."
"Oh no...Oh no...Oh no. This isn't happening."
"Kenny, it doesn't bother me. In fact, I was hoping we could experiment tonight. I wouldn't mind trying some man-on-man action."
"Tim, no...you don't...I don't...oh no. I...oh no..."
"Please? I know you want it."
"Oh no...I mean I dunno...well..."
**Hope you liked it...and a sequel is guaranteed. Of course, we know that Tim will convince Kenny eventually -- but what would you like to see them do?
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